There are two stories about this picture. First, Dylan's outfit was handmade by his Aunt Kim. The picture really doesn't show off the intricacy of the pattern, but it's really a beautiful piece of work. We called him our little elven crusader since he kind of looked like a superhero with it on :-) Second, note the Red Sox cap on Dad. The night before, Dylan and Dad were watching the Indians play the Red Sox on television. The Sox were behind 8-6 in the bottom of the ninth with two men on base and Big Papi coming to bat. Dad said to the television, "Okay, Papi. This is my son's first Red Sox game. Hit a three-run, walk-off homerun for him." And Big Papi obliged! Thus was transferred the occasionally joyous, sometimes sorrowful, and eternally frustrating experience of being a true Red Sox fan.